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Why am I not doing her wedding dress?

You don't have to do it. I'm sorry, Ana.

Don't worry, I'll be fine.

I've lost him, uncle. I did what I could, but he prefers her.

Calm down. Everything will be fine.

Call a Doctor! Don Emilio...

- Ana! - What is it?

- Your uncle! - What about him?

- How is he? - His blood pressure was up.

- Probably from your boyfriend. - Did Pedro send them?

Didn't you send them?

- Who are you meeting for dinner? - Sergio Casals, an admirer.

And he's a film producer too.

- Good news? - Yes.

Sergio got me an audition for an ad.

He sure works fast.

You never know when you'll have a shot.

Sergio knows perfectly well when he might have a shot.

Now let's celebrate.

I appreciate it, but I don't want you to get the wrong impression.

I'm sick of girls like her, Mateo.

Getting you hot and bothered like a cheap whore--

That looks painful.

You're mistaken if you think this was about you.

Shut up.

I'm leaving the store. I've always wanted a change.

Carmen left. Now I'm alone.

You don't have to go through this alone.

Why don't you come with me? I'm dining alone, I'm sure you are too.

I promise we'll be back early.

Alright.

Sometimes I think I don't ask you enough questions.

- Are you alright? - I've skipped two periods.

You're pregnant?

Manolito is leaving for Germany.

With his mother.

She can't just take him away whenever she fancies.

- Yes she can. She's his mother. - You're his father.

Come here. You're the best thing I have, Rita.

- Pedro kissed you? - Just like that, out of the blue.

Maybe he's seeing you in a new light.

Pedro and I are friends. And he's in love with my sister.

How about a game?

We'll take turns asking questions.

You have to be 100% honest, that's the whole point.

Shoot.

Why did your father send you to London?

Because I fell for the wrong girl.

- When did we last come up here? - A long time ago.

Cristina and I spoke with the priest.

He's got all the paperwork ready.

So that's it?

Goodbye, Ana.

- What do you see here? - The Princess of Monaco?

Nothing sells more than an image.

It's for Raúl. It's the secretary to the Princess of Monaco!

The Princess wants to spend a relaxing afternoon

with no photographers around, enjoying her favourite pastime: fashion.

Gentlemen, Princess Grace of Monaco.

- I appreciate your efforts to please me. - Princess, a photo, please!

Are you interested in the new collection?

Did you call the press?

I told you, nothing sells more than an image.

- Raúl! - Tomorrow the photo of Princess Grace

leaving our store will be in all the papers.

The Princess of Monaco...

We're in all the magazines!

We're in all the magazines. We're famous.

- The Princess of Monaco... - What is it?

What's all the commotion?

Commotion?

The commotion is my heart beating

for you.

I love you.

Pedro!

We... We're in all the magazines.

- Are we in any photos? - I don't know. I haven't seen it.

- I'm going to go tell Clara. - Rita!

I...

- I'll need the magazine back. - You're so stingy sometimes.

Clara!

Clara?

- Did you see it? - See what?

- Look! - No, I haven't seen it yet.

The Princess of Monaco visits Velvet!

Wait till they see it back home!

- What's the matter? - Nothing.

Why don't you go to breakfast, I'll be down in five minutes.

- I'm still getting dressed. - Sure...

you can't go down looking that horrible.

Don't worry, I'll leave you alone.

That was close!

Mateo, you don't need to hide, my sister knows about us.

She knows about us. She doesn't need to see us.

A spokesperson for the store said the Princess loved

the controversial collection designed by Raúl De la Riva.

I don't think she used the word "love" but who cares?

This cover is excellent publicity, and it's free.

I have to go.

Will I see you again, Don Mateo?

No.

Do you want to go out with me tonight?

I know a place you'll love.

"Blue Velvet"

That's more traditional, but more appropriate for a girl like you.

Don Mateo?

Don Emilio?

What are you doing here so early?

What are you doing up? Shouldn't you be in bed?

I'm much better, thank you. Is there a problem?

Problem? No, none.

I just came to congratulate the staff.

Congratulations. Good job, girls.

- What's all this about? - Haven't you heard?

Isn't the best thing that's happened to the store in years?

Not years, decades!

Keep it, it's a gift.

They're all mad.

What nonsense! Look.

Don't get worked up, this is good news.

- Did you finish the dresses? - All except one.

This one could easily take me another week.

- It's perfect. - Do you really like it?

Doña Aurora will buy it, unless she's lost her good taste.

- Where do you think you're going? - To say hello to Doña Aurora.

Nothing doing.

She knows you're sick, and the doctor is coming later.

- To tell me I'm perfectly well. - I'm happy to hear that.

But you're not leaving until the doctor says so.

Ana.

Be discreet.

If Doña Blanca finds out you're making dresses for another shop...

What dresses?

It'll fit you perfectly, trust me.

Go in the changing room, and let me know when you're ready.

Please help her.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Doña Aurora? I'm Ana Rivera.

I told your uncle I don't buy clothes from seamstresses.

I told him I'd see you because we've known each other for years.

I appreciate it.

- I brought you this dress. - Let's see...

Let's see what you think.

Do you like it?

The question is: Will it sell?

I'll hang it in the window for one week.

If it sells well, maybe we'll make more.

- If it doesn't sell, I don't pay. - That's only fair.

I knew it!

I knew this would happen!

I wasn't expecting you.

As soon as I saw this cover, I knew what I would find.

Listen.

Sewing machines working at full speed. This is heaven!

Let's go!

Watch that backstitch.

Doña Blanca, the satin came in but there's...

There's been a mistake, the references don't match.

- Just what we needed. - I made that order, can I check it?

Yes, go ahead.

What happened?

- Why do you ask? - Because behind those puppy dog eyes

I recognize a certain sparkle, Pedro.

Nothing... Manolito called me.

He sounded sad. He said he missed me.

I still have two weeks' vacation left...

You're going to Germany?

I told you I'd go with you, and I want to go with you, but...

- He broke down crying. - Sure.

The whole idea of going for Holy Week was absurd.

Rosa María said I could stay at her house.

Did she say that? That's very generous.

The boy, you, and Rosa María in Germany.

Two weeks is nothing. We won't even notice you're gone.

I'll organize everything and go.

Good.

- We should send a gift to Monaco. - Forget it!

A dress... something.

They might find out and tell the truth.

The news story is a lie, but the customers and money are real.

Enjoy the good things in life, focus on what matters.

Hello Patricia.

You're getting married in three days. Are you nervous?

- No. - That's logical.

I doubt you'll repeat the experience you had your first time at the altar.

What's wrong? Can't we talk about this yet?

- Alberto! - Cristina, did you hear the news?

I talked with Father Torres, he said the church is ready.

But we still have to confirm the guests and call the country club.

- The flowers-- - Good morning to you too.

Yes, my darling, I know everything is going well.

And I'm glad, but there's still so much to do before the wedding.

Please tell me you got your suit fitted?

- The suit! - No!

Don't give me a heart attack, Alberto.

- Don't worry, I'll do it later. - OK.

- Look, there they are. - Who?

- Enrique! - The older brother returns.

I'm so glad!

- Is that Daisy May Blow? - Daisy?

- Bárbara. - Bárbara De Senillosa.

That's right, she married Cristina's brother.

- We called her Daisy because-- - Yes.

Please, Mateo, now she's my future sister-in-law.

Daisy...

Enrique.

- Alberto, it's been a while. - How was your trip?

We enjoyed a gastronomic journey,

stopping at every restaurant between San Sebastian and Madrid.

He's a good eater, like his father.

- I won't object to that. - Hello.

- Alberto. - Long time...

Almost like another life time.

We'll be seeing a lot more of each other from now on.

Would you show us around the store?

I'm sure it's changed since the last time I was here.

Yes, of course. Please...

Maybe I exaggerated a bit, because we have a full schedule today.

After your fitting for tomorrow's party, we're going right to the country club.

For tennis, food, drinks,

then dinner at the Márquez's,

and tomorrow there's another party with all the guests.

- Alberto, be a good host. - Didn't you have things to do?

I asked Ana to lend me a hand so...

Ana? Who's Ana?

The seamstress who's making our wedding clothes.

She's a sweetheart. I'll introduce you.

You're friends with a seamstress?

- I love seeing the family together. - Father!

- How's the next generation? - Coming along.

A bit restless. He keeps moving around.

Then he's an Otegui, no doubt.

Too bad mother can't see us.

She sees us, darling.

Of course she does.

- Alberto, can I have a word? - Sure.

- Why don't you go for a walk? - Sure.

That way we can... talk man to man.

Sure. Should we get your dress fitted?

- Yes, of course. - Let's go.

- See you later. - Come on.

This is the balance since I invested.

Don't misunderstand, but, honestly,

I had hoped that money would restore the figures

the store once boasted.

These aren't the figures my father obtained,

but we'll recuperate the investment within the month.

We're focusing on the new collection.

We're going to start working on the new designs.

I'm not much of an expert here,

but shouldn't we find a new designer first?

Raúl De la Riva is too expensive.

- Hiring him again would be suicide. - Excuse me, Enrique.

This business is not just about short-term profit.

- I'll explain it later. - Why not now?

We're showing your father the forecast.

- Didn't you tell them? - No.

That's what I wanted to talk about. I have other businesses.

I can't look out for the store all day.

Enrique will be my eyes and ears in the company.

- What about your company up north? - The business runs itself.

Enrique is an excellent businessman.

His business has always turned a profit.

He's the perfect person for the job.

Other companies are vying for him. We're lucky he accepted.

Yes, we're lucky.

Knowing my future brother-in-law was in trouble

and needed my help, I couldn't refuse.

We'll turn this around, Alberto. I promise.

Before that pigheaded Raúl De la Riva ruins us.

He's breathed new life into the store,

we should at least give him a vote of confidence.

We did that. It failed.

Alberto, there are other designers.

With what we're paying him, we could have the best sewing workshop--

This is already the best sewing workshop, Gerardo.

Let's see, we can talk with De la Riva

and ask him to take a pay cut.

With his ego? I doubt he'll accept.

Alberto, we have to play it safe.

We need to dispense with his services.

No. I'm sorry, I won't allow you to fire him.

Of course not.

We're the majority shareholders.

You're the manager.

- It's your obligation, not ours. - Gerardo...

Alberto,

it makes economic sense.

- These are objective data. - There's no sense in arguing.

Find another designer.

Good morning, Blanca. Is Ana available?

I need to iron out a few details and get my sister-in-law fitted.

Ana is running some personal errands.

But Luisa and I can help you.

Why didn't you warn me? I need Ana to do this.

- She knows what we need-- - Ana will be right back, don't worry.

Meanwhile, we can see the wedding gown.

Sure!

It's beautiful, Cristina!

- There are some details to-- - Please try it on.

No, you won't see me in that dress until the wedding.

In two days and... approximately 22 hours.

- Sorry. - Ana!

Sorry I'm late.

Good thing you're here. This is my sister-in-law, Bárbara.

- Pleased to meet you. - Is my dress ready?

Yes.

Ana, Luisa will help you with the alterations.

You know where I am if you need me.

Thank you Doña Blanca, I'm sorry.

You can try it on back here.

Good thing you came. I almost told Doña Blanca off.

I'm a nervous wreck about the wedding.

- No one can stand me. - Don't worry, everything will be perfect.

So, this is your seamstress.

Mine and Alberto's. She's great, you'll see.

And very pretty for a seamstress.

Let me help.

Take up the hem.

Do you want it longer?

As long as I don't step on it.

If I fall and roll down the floor, there'll be no stopping me.

You look beautiful! It's like you're glowing.

Right? My mother says it's a boy.

When we look this radiant, it's because it's a boy.

We women are so catty, we steal each other's beauty.

- What? - Did you feel that?

Yes. Hello!

My little nephew. Maybe he'll kick again.

He's deformed my body.

I'm constantly nauseous and feel like throwing up.

But, even so,

it's incredible how much I love him without having seen his face.

Are you finished yet? We don't have all day.

I just remembered something.

- But her boss said-- - Don't worry, it's OK.

I'll finish it, Doña Bárbara.

- Luisa, why did you run off like that?

- She's pregnant. - What?

I'm sorry, Luisa. I couldn't help it.

But, why should I? It's good news.

- No, it isn't. - Sure it is. Right, Ana?

Maybe it's not the best time, but you've always wanted children.

Sure.

Sometimes things don't go as planned. We can't change them,

but we have to look on the bright side.

Maybe we can change them.

- Are you thinking about-- - About what?

Something horrible?

Yes, I can't get it out of my mind.

That's because you're lonely. But you're not alone.

That kid won't have a father, but he'll have us.

Sure. Don't do anything you'll regret.

Look what Pepita went through. That's why it's forbidden.

Do you know what they do?

I won't tell you, it's not necessary.

When you hold him and see him, you'll feel much better.

Everything will be fine.

- You won't believe me, but-- - I know.

He's very talented and there's no one else like him.

He deserves better.

Let's go back to the office.

- Alberto, your father-in-law-- - I know. Let's go.

Pedro.

Rita, I have...

Rita... Rita Montesinos...

I wanted to talk with you.

Rita Montesinos,

I have something to tell you.

I have to tell you something very important.

What?

What?

What's so important?

I wasn't talking to you.

- No? - No.

- Then who were you talking to? - With...

With...

- With whom? - With Rita...

With Rita? Oh, OK.

Rita, you're wanted.

Don't keep her long.

- Rita! - Pedro?

Can I talk to you?

What I'm going to tell you is silly, really.

Are you busy tonight?

No.

Do you want to go out with me?

I mean... to Pausa.

Don't misunderstand me... Since I'm leaving for Germany,

- well... - Sure!

- Yes? - Yes.

Ana!

Want to come out with us tonight?

You haven't been out all week and your uncle's better.

No!

Don't bother her, maybe she has to look after her uncle.

If you don't feel like going out, just say so.

I'm still worried about my uncle. You go and have fun.

- Should I pick you up at 9? - Yes.

OK.

Honestly... you're some friend.

Tonight is going to be hell, Ana. Germany this, Rosa María that.

He won't talk about that, Rita. Can't you see he doesn't want me to go?

- I know you refuse to-- - Never mind.

Stop chit-chatting. They'll close the store.

Do you think it's a good idea? Luisa is so sensitive.

It's the hormones.

When she sees our gift, she'll cheer up.

Clean your nails or I'll send you to the storeroom.

Yes, Miss.

I see you've adapted to the job.

They fear me as much as they fear you.

Don't confuse fear with respect. Trust me.

Now you can go back to your job. I no longer need a substitute.

Are you sure?

Really? Are you alright?

Don't you want to rest a few more days?

Aren't you happy I've recovered?

No, of course I'm happy.

But I wouldn't want you to have a relapse

- if you come back so soon. - Don't worry.

The doctors gave me their consent.

- Welcome back, Don Emilio. - Thank you.

Are you taking the day off?

Cristina wants us to spend the day with her brother and sister-in-law.

Enjoy it while you can.

I have a full shift under Don Emilio's orders.

You knew the job was temporary.

That was before I knew I was born for it.

Now that I've found out, I can't go back to my old job.

Enjoy yourself, Patricia. It's over for me, I'm getting married.

I know you don't like formalities, but weddings are like that.

The church, the priest, the rings,

the guests, the flowers, the Maid of honour, the best man...

What is it?

I forgot something. Do you want to be Maid of honour?

Me? What about my mother?

I'm not walking to the altar with a woman who tried to ruin my life.

She came between me and my father, messed up my personal life...

- I know she's your mother-- - Yes, she is, so let's drop it.

Even if our relationship is strained.

You must realize I'm not fond of her.

I'd rather you walk me to the altar.

If you want to.

- Do you? - Yes!

- Where are you going? - To find a dress!

See you later!

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Did you talk with De la Riva?

This is a delicate matter, Enrique.

It can damage the company's image.

- Want to serve? - You go first.

I haven't been here in a while.

Well, get used to it.

My sister spent more time here than at school.

Before I went to London, I came here a lot.

Now I don't follow my father's orders.

You'll have to follow your wife's orders.

Fifteen love.

Your sister and I decide things together.

That's what you think.

It's not what I think, it's true.

- I know my sister. - So do I.

- Does she know you? - I have nothing to hide.

Except that letter from your lover.

Point.

He may not be the best on the court,

but he is the most eligible bachelor in town.

No, he plays well.

He's probably nervous about the wedding.

Yeah, I'm sure that's it.

See, Bárbara. It pays to be persistent.

I've been after him for years.

I don't understand why it took you so long to get engaged.

You were made for each other.

He was in London for years. He got back a few months ago.

Despite the distance, after all these years, you did it.

I guess you never forget your first love.

Well, actually...

It seems I wasn't his first love.

Really?

It seems his father decided the girl wasn't a suitable match.

That's why he sent him to London.

Was she a maid?

He didn't tell me who she was.

I'm curious, but I don't want to make a big deal out of it.

You're right, it's best to let the past rest.

But you said you never forget your first love.

Now you and Alberto are together, right?

That's what matters.

I'm surprised Luisa is not in her room.

I think she is in her room, she didn't want to let us in.

- You're so suspicious, Rita. - No, Luisa is like that.

When she's sad, she locks herself in and ignores us.

Just like you.

I didn't say I was right to do that.

We'll give it to her tomorrow.

Yes, you have to dress up for your date.

Don't start imagining things, I know what you're like.

A little blush never hurt anyone.

Except me. I look like a corpse.

- No glasses? - If you can see without them.

Look at me, wearing my Sunday clothes.

You're so stubborn, it's impossible to say no.

Look at yourself, you look beautiful. It's going to be great, you'll see.

- I don't know, Ana. - Come in.

- Ana, can you come over a moment. - Sure, are you OK?

Walk me to my room, please.

- Good luck! - Thanks.

Don Emilio...

What's the matter?

That's yours.

But...

This must have cost you a fortune.

You'll need the best to meet Doña Aurora's deadlines.

What deadlines?

She called a few hours ago.

They sold your dress.

I'll pay you back for it.

Just meet the deadline.

Three more dresses for tomorrow.

For tomorrow?

With the wedding coming up, that's impossible.

I guess you're less committed than I thought.

Well,

the night is young and...

I've done worse things.

You're right. The night is still young,

if you don't waste your time.

Flowers, money in your pocket...

Now you just need to decide how to tell her.

I don't know how, but you can do it.

Look at you, you're dressed to kill.

I guess this is the big night.

- Yeah, wish me luck. - Good luck.

But with this outfit, you won't need it.

Thanks.

Thank you. You can leave now.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Rita!

How do you like the flowers?

A lot...

- I wish I could see them. - Yeah.

It's a shame your glasses broke.

Yes.

- Cheers? - Cheers.

- Rita. - Want to dance?

Sure.

So, there I was,

standing in the church entrance, looking beautiful in my dress,

but freezing to death.

The bride waiting for the groom.

Don't you do that to me...

I'm sorry, but it wasn't my fault.

- The car broke down. - The car?

Honey, on our wedding day, you said it was the alarm clock.

Snagged.

Let's just say it was a long night.

Good thing Alberto doesn't like late nights.

He better not.

I'll forgive a son, but not a son-in-law.

Be careful or I'll beat you, and I don't mean playing tennis.

I'm so happy

to see the whole family together for the first time.

It's going to be a wonderful wedding.

OK... I have a gift for you.

- A gift? -Yes.

Didn't you buy her anything?

No.

That's alright. It's really nothing.

We had such a great time at the country club,

that I couldn't resist it.

- A membership? - Yes. Class A.

I think it's the perfect place

to practice sports and relax with friends and family,

and children.

Thank you. I wasn't expecting this.

Well, I am expecting. I'll be right back.

Don't worry.

- Good night. - Good night.

Pepita!

Can I talk with you a moment?

- Yes, of course. - I have a problem.

I think you went through this last year.

I'm lucky I made it to the restroom on time.

Oysters are eaten raw.

It's the only way to enjoy their flavour.

- Good night. - See you tomorrow.

Next time, we'll ask the cook to--

Why did you do that?

You were about to kiss me and you pulled back.

You don't want everyone gossiping about our office affair.

So this is an office affair?

Whatever it is, Clara. Facts speak louder than words.

Words define things and things have a name.

I'm Clara, you're Mateo. This is a street.

An interesting definition, though a bit old-fashioned

for a girl as special as you are.

What if I'm just a normal girl?

I used to think like you, that it was best not to define things.

But I've never felt this way before.

Though sometimes I'd like to tear your head off and kill you,

I love you.

- Aren't you going to say anything? - Clara, you're a great girl.

I've done things for you I wouldn't do for any other woman.

Why isn't that enough?

Because sometimes things change.

I don't want to keep pretending I don't care

that you won't take me home or let my sister see us together.

And you don't care. Maybe I was mistaken about you.

Good night.

- It was fun, wasn't it? - Yes, fun.

- A lot of fun. - Yes.

I had a great time dancing and all that.

Rita?

I wanted to tell you something.

What?

Rita!

- Rita, can we talk? - Yes, I'll be right there.

Hi, Pedro.

What is it?

Good night.

Good night, Pedro.

I had no idea this would hurt so much.

You're used to being the one who makes others suffer.

But now it's your turn.

You're supposed to be cheering me up.

Yes, sorry.

Don't worry about the pain. It's like that every day at first, but...

You see him and want to smother him with kisses,

but you can't, because he doesn't feel the same,

although you'd like to believe he does.

Plus, he's going away.

- Really far. - What on earth are you talking about?

He's... He's very far from you, Clara.

But, don't worry... You'll get used to it.

- Where did you get the flowers? - Well...

- Where are your glasses? - What can I say?

It's a very long story. I'll tell you some other day.

Oh, Ana, what a night!

My Lord.

- What's that? - A sewing machine.

That's high-end, does it do zigzags?

- Say it does. - Yes.

- How did you get it? - My uncle gave it to me.

I'm making dresses for Doña Aurora's boutique.

- Ana, we're not allowed. - That's why you won't say anything.

Only my uncle knows.

Maybe it's a bit soon to say, but I think this is serious.

The dress I gave her sold and she ordered some more.

Don't you realize you and your uncle could get fired?

It's my way of trying to forget Alberto.

Let me help you so I can forget Pedro.

How did it go with Pedro?

How did it go? Pedro doesn't love me.

Stop putting ideas in my head, I have enough of my own.

- How many do we have to make? - I'd better not say.

Dear Lord!

Ana, it's time!

I was only able to finish these two.

That's OK, Doña Aurora only wanted two.

- Why did you say three? - To make sure you were serious.

- Did you sew on the labels. - No, not yet.

They asked us the name of the designer.

You'll have to make one up.

Can I use your pen?

Philip

Ray.

I'm surprised, Clara. I really like your work.

I've hear of asking for a promotion, but not a demotion.

Don Alberto, going back to sales isn't a demotion.

If you're convinced, there's not much I can say.

- Thank you. - Good luck.

Good morning.

- What are you doing? - Packing my things.

I'm going back to sales.

Despite my jokes about your experience, you're very good at your job.

You don't care, but I'm not made of stone.

I can't stay here and pretend nothing happened.

If you'll excuse me, Don Mateo.

Clara!

Wait.

Clara, look...

Mateo Ruiz Lagasca. A sight for sore eyes.

- Day... Bárbara. - Excuse me.

- What are you doing here? - You know,

if Mohamed doesn't go to the mountain...

I just wanted to say hello.

Clara, wait!

I...

I'll have your final payment ready in a few days.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

What's that?

I'm going back to sales tomorrow.

I thought you liked it up there.

Things aren't always what they seem.

- In fact, they never are. - No, almost never.

I want to talk to you, it's important...

Not very important.

A lot has happened between us, right?

I mean, you really messed things up.

- Please, Pedro, not today. - I fancy another woman.

You fancy another woman?

That's good, right?

"That's good"? You don't mind?

I'm so relieved, Clara.

I had this knot in my stomach. I couldn't tell her.

I felt like, and I'm sure you've felt this too,

like I was being unfaithful.

Because you and I were together so long, and Rita is your sister.

Wait a minute.

- You're in love with my sister? - Watch...

Watch it. You just said you didn't mind.

How can I not mind? She's my sister!

- I know. - And I'm the viper,

because I went out with Mateo after we broke up.

- It's different. - Of course it is.

- I didn't fall for your brother. - Really.

If this bothers you, I'll swallow my feelings and keep quiet.

Do that.

This is the last thing I needed.

Clara, don't tell your sister!

You know why I never ask the same woman out twice?

- Why? - I get bored.

But Clara is different. She's fun, she's a constant challenge.

Why are you laughing?

- You're falling for Clara. - Don't be stupid, Alberto.

I've never heard you talk this way.

I'm not like you.

I'm not looking for a girlfriend and a house in the country.

- That makes me gag. - Can I ask you something?

Are you in love with Clara?

- You're in love with Clara. - I'm not in love with Clara.

But I feel guilty that she quit because of me.

- It could be worse. - Really?

I'm now a member of the country club.

- Really? - Class A.

- That is worse. - Much worse. Not only that,

I have to put up with my brother-in-law,

who is the biggest jerk in history, not only at work, but over dinner.

And dinner will be at the club.

- Did he beat you at tennis? - Yes.

To top it all off, Cristina keeps talking about children.

- Another drink? - Please.

Good morning, Doña Blanca.

Good morning.

Don Emilio,

might borrow Esteban tonight?

- I need help with some fabrics. - Yes, of course. No problem.

Thank you.

Maximiliano, have you seen Esteban?

I need him to help Doña Blanca with some fabrics.

I think he's on break. I'll fetch him, if you like.

Thank you.

She's expecting your call.

Doña Paulina, it's Luisa. I have the money.

Tonight? OK.

I'll wait for you in the alley behind the store.

Yes, thank you.

Where have you been? We've been looking for you.

- I was talking with my mother. - Did you tell her?

No, it's too soon.

Sure, it's too soon.

Maybe this isn't the right moment.

- Right. - What is it?

- Nothing. - Nothing.

What is that?

- It's for you. - For me?

Do you like them?

If not, we can exchange them.

No, I love them.

It's our way of telling you you have our support

with the baby.

Thanks.

Alberto, I just saw Raúl De la Riva come in.

I'm guessing you didn't do what my father asked you to do.

- That's right, I didn't fired him. - What are you waiting for?

Honestly? For your father to change his mind.

- I thought you knew him. - And I thought you were here to help.

I am.

I'm here to make sure you comply with his requests.

- Enrique, with all due respect-- - If you don't do it, he'll ask me to.

Let's be honest, neither of us wants that, do we?

Do it before today's board meeting.

Bonjour.

Up or down?

Why the long face?

- You're getting married. - Raúl, I need to talk with you.

- I have to get to work. - That can wait.

Here are your clothes, sir.

Don't be so formal.

That's how a worker should address her boss.

I know, but, I can't get used to it.

Don't you find it awkward?

Yes.

Be careful.

I suppose congratulations are in order.

It seems the collection is working well, right?

Yes.

Things upstairs are a bit calmer.

The magazines idea worked.

I never thought I'd like those magazines.

How are you?

I'm OK too.

Gradually getting back to normal.

What do you think?

If it's not perfect, I can come back later.

I don't have time.

It just needs a few touch ups.

Miss Cristina, we're ready for Doña Bárbara's fitting.

That's perfect, we were here to check on it.

Then come with me, we can do the fitting now.

Great.

No, don't look.

You can't see Alberto dressed as a groom!

He's the one who shouldn't see me!

How is he?

Does he look excited?

Well, you know how men are...

Does he look handsome?

Yes.

He's with your seamstress.

- Ana, right? - She's not mine.

She works for the store.

- When did she start? - I don't know.

Why are you asking?

Never mind, just being nosy.

Good afternoon.

The board meeting isn't for two hours.

Good afternoon.

I know, I came for my last fitting.

I want to look great as your Matron of honour.

What do you mean? No one asked you to be Matron of honour.

It's tradition, Alberto.

- The groom walks in with-- - With his mother.

You're making a mistake. I was asked.

You should talk more with your future wife.

You asked Gloria to be Matron of honour?

Of course. Why? What's wrong?

I'll wait for you outside, Cristina.

You should have asked me first.

Why? Gloria's your mother.

She's not my mother.

She's the last person I want at the altar.

I'm sorry, Alberto.

I thought it was logical: my father and your mother.

- Patricia will be Maid of honour. - Wait a minute, Alberto.

I know you don't like Gloria, but we can't have people gossiping.

Let them gossip, it's my wedding, not theirs.

It's our wedding.

We want people to talk about the wonderful food,

and how happy we looked,

not about the family's problems, and why you left your mother out.

- She's not my mother. - I'm sorry, your step-mother.

Please don't get mad.

Let's talk about this at the club later.

- At the country club? - Yes.

You're coming, aren't you?

Alberto, all Madrid will be there.

All Madrid will be there! Congratulations, Cristina.

They're your guests, not mine.

You didn't ask me about that, either. You know why?

Because if you had, I would have said no.

I don't like that club or those people!

It's your world, Cristina, not mine.

It's closing time. You can leave now.

- It's still ten to-- - I said it's closing time.

Good night. Thank you.

Do you know how much that cost?

Subtract it from my last pay check.

What?

"Velvet Fashion Store and Raúl De la Riva split amicably",

that's tomorrow's headline.

Breaking news.

They fired me without the slightest consideration.

- I'm sorry, I didn't know. - I know you didn't.

Fashion is a ungrateful lover. She loves you then hates you.

It's the first thing they teach you, but you forget.

I'm going to miss all of this.

Including you, Doña Blanca. Would you believe it?

Any store would kill for your designs.

This one thinks I'm expensive and complicated.

Is that it?

Isn't it enough?

Look out the window.

See the Eiffel Tower?

Paris is Paris.

Spain is a different world. Do you want to make it big here?

Want to seduce our customers? Listen to them.

Speak our language and this store will bow down to you.

Raúl? What are you doing here?

I know you made the decision.

Alberto was just your front man.

But, you're in luck.

I won't charge you for my services until my new designs sell like hotcakes.

You'll work for free?

I have enough prestige as it is and plenty of money.

Continuing to work here is a question of pride.

That's funny, because it was your pride

that got us into this mess.

I will work to satisfy the demands of our customers... and yours.

I know humility is not my strong point,

and that I'm stubborn as a mule.

But that's how I've gotten where I am in life.

And it can also help me restore Velvet to its former glory.

I think this store and its workers deserve that.

If I have to pay you any more,

or see your ego looming over the store,

you're out. Understand?

Rita!

- What are you doing tonight? - I was--

It not as interesting as what I'm going to propose.

Go get Ana. I want you at the country club tonight.

Get dressed, we're going out tonight.

- Why? Where? - De la Riva wants us at the country club.

The country club?

Maximiliano, you scared me!

Sorry. They don't make us wear bells yet.

- Maybe you could suggest it. - Why are you here?

- I was expecting Esteban. - Yes... He's busy.

I hope I can be of service.

I won't take advantage.

Even though it's after hours.

That's not funny. Please hand me that fabric.

No.

They're too heavy, you'll crack your head open.

I'll do it, come down.

As you can imagine, it's not the first time I've done this.

Hand me the fabric.

Be careful! Come down!

Alright.

The train leaves at 12.

I'm here to say goodbye.

Give me a kiss, Pedro.

Be careful with the beer, that's all they drink there.

I prefer vermouth.

Bon voyage.

Well...

Did you pack the sausages for Manolito?

I have the sausages, the cheese...

And the wool scarf.

- I hope they don't confiscate it. - Give him a big kiss for me.

Tell him I miss him and I would have loved to go but...

well... you know...

Get a photo taken.

What else?

Tell him to take care... and you too.

Don't sit backwards on the train or you'll get nauseous.

Goodbye, Pedro.

Good evening. We're going to Germany.

Not to Germany, it's too expensive, I mean, the station, please.

Hurry.

I love you!

- Wait for me! - What?

Wait for me!

What did he say?

I couldn't hear him!

Come in.

Pepita said we could do it here.

Yes, all I need is a bed.

Although... I'll need...

The money! Sure.

It's all there.

Don't worry, everything will be fine.

Take your clothes off and lie down.

Will it hurt?

Don't worry.

It will only take a moment.

OK, rest your feet here

and spread your knees.

Calm down.

Good evening, please excuse me a minute.

- Clara, is Alberto here? - He's not here yet, Miss Otegui.

He's probably on his way.

What if he doesn't come?

We may have to cancel the wedding.

We've never fought like this before.

It's probably just pre-wedding jitters, it's normal.

And Alberto is like all other men.

He needs his space, his habits,

and his little secrets.

I once found a sales receipt in your brother's pocket

for a pair of Cartier earrings

that I never saw, of course.

I'm sure it's not what you're thinking.

Cristina, poor dear.

They don't teach that in pre-marriage courses.

How's the queen of the night?

Raúl! Thank you so much for coming!

How could I miss it? Bárbara...

I see I'm not the only one here.

The Dukes of Vargas, the Marquis of Villaverde...

Armando Gasalla. Is he still alive?

He looks great for his age!

- They're all here, darling. - It wasn't my choice,

my father insisted on inviting them.

Where's your future husband?

I have some news for him.

He'll be here any minute.

Good.

I'll have you to myself.

Bárbara, can you give us twenty minutes?

No problem.

Thanks.

He screamed something like "wait" or "late".

I don't know, I have no idea.

- But he seemed excited. - And?

It's going to be the longest two weeks of my life.

- Hi, girls. - Hi.

What's this about?

This is the first surprise of the night. Come on!

With help from these ladies, I was able to finish it in record time.

- Is it for me? - Of course. Do you like it?

Raúl, it's...

It's wonderful!

- Good evening, Clara. - Good evening.

Don Alberto, Miss Otegui was looking for you.

Thank you.

Hello.

Good evening. Sorry I'm late.

Last-minute work. How are you?

- Have you seen Cristina? - No.

- Gerardo... - How are you?

Hi, Gloria.

Beautiful!

- You look beautiful. - Thank you.

I thought you wouldn't come.

Alberto, I'm really sorry.

I was very nervous about the wedding, and you were so busy at work

that I had to do everything myself.

I'm sorry.

Oh Lord.

Can't you wait two weeks to see him?

I don't know, Ana, I feel really sick.

I'm so nervous about him leaving and the taxi and all that.

I'm getting stomach cramps.

My mother always said I'm no good when I'm nervous.

Take a deep breath and give me this.

Tell Raúl I can't do it, please.

That you can't do what?

Are you ready?

Rita! Are you ready?

I'm leaving, good luck.

Don't you want to see the surprise?

Stay, I need moral support.

- It's been a rough day. - Alright, I'll stay, calm down.

When I give you the signal, come up.

One, two... bah.

Bah... perfect.

Good evening.

Sorry to interrupt this sublime soirée,

but I need a minute of the bride and groom's time and yours.

Alberto, Cristina.

A little bird told me you don't have a song.

So I'd like to give you one,

at least until you find yours.

I hope you find it suitable. All my love.

- Come on, go. - No...

- Go. - I can't.

- You can't back out now. - I have cramps.

- I lost my voice. - Rita.

- I lost my voice. - You only have to say "whoa oh oh".

- Perfect! - Me? No!

Alberto, I'm really sorry.

I know I shouldn't have done that,

but I promise to respect all your decisions.

It's OK.

Mateo...

I was hoping I'd get you alone.

There are more than fifty guests.

None of them are all that interesting.

I haven't forgotten that New Year's Eve.

To be honest, neither have I.

Really?

Because it wasn't New Year's Eve, it was a Rose Ball.

Bárbara, if you'll excuse me.

Five years later, history repeats itself.

Clara, wait!

Wait! I need to talk to you! Clara, wait!

This was my last day as secretary. So, if you don't mind...

My last pay check?

Look at it.

Clara!

I have a wedding coming up, I need a date.

That and...

I don't want to live without you.

Will you kiss me at the wedding too?

And introduce me to your friends?

Only those who won't hit on you.

And your parents?

Your parents can wait.

Wait!

Are you leaving?

I just made a spectacle of myself.

You were a little off key.

Singing was never my thing.

You were incredible up there.

Now you and Alberto owe us all a toast.

Thank you for this beautiful surprise! You're a sweetheart!

I really enjoyed doing it, darling.

Plus, Ana really helped me. She was great.

Miss Perfect Ana.

Ana can take up a hem and dance rock and roll.

Is there anything Ana is bad at?

She is a good dancer. And, of course she sews well,

she's been at the store all her life.

All her life?

Yes, she grew up at the store.

Won't they miss you at the party?

I needed a walk. Aren't you cold?

I can lend you my jacket.

No, thanks, don't worry. I'm OK.

You're the last person I thought I'd find here.

Raúl insisted, you know what he's like.

It's a good thing, too, or we would have missed your dance.

That was so embarrassing!

Where did you learn to dance?

The stuck-up guests at this party

would have ever dared dance like that.

Here I am.

All my life I've avoided these people, now I'm marrying the country club queen.

Cristina isn't like that.

Right.

Alberto?

Alberto!

Alberto?

Things are changing.

My life was always the store and you.

The one time I left the store was to go to Paris with you.

I need to know who I am outside of all this.

I forgot how well we got along.

It's experience.

It was always like this.

Alberto?

- You're getting married tomorrow. - Yes.

- What's wrong? - Cristina is the perfect woman.

My head tells me I'm doing the right thing, but...

- Alberto? - Cristina.

It's her, isn't it?

Your first love, the reason you went to London.

- What's all this about? - You didn't answer me.

As I told you in Paris, I'll accept anything except lies.

Don't ever lie to me.

I want the truth now.

Ana! Rita!

Luisa! My God!

- Help! - What happened?

Rita, call a doctor!

Doña Blanca, I need to talk to you.

It's about what happened to Luisa.

Did you need me?

Starting today, you'll stand in for Pedro as concierge.

Take these fabrics to the store room.

Organize them by name and arrival date

before noon.

But first deliver the morning mail, it's at the front desk.

- Anything else, Doña Blanca? - Of course.

This is only the beginning.

I want to talk about the wedding.

Mateo, it will only be ten minutes.

If I'm late, I won't get another appointment.

- It's about the wedding. - Aren't they getting married?

The dress, Rita.

Cristina's wedding dress.

It disappeared.